The Villain's White Lotus Halo

Priest Ye Cheng sighed, "A disciple of the Sword Master, it is impossible to win... unless he also has a magic weapon, such as 'Linyuan'."

The big names watching this battle have the same idea.

Facing the aroused power of the Wind and Rain Sword itself, which weapon after the end of the Dharma Era can compete?

Does Yin Biyue have Lin Yuan?

of course not.

The Linyuan sword has long been recast by the sword master into "Chun Shan Xiao" and "Qiu Feng Li", which is well known in the world.

Amidst the wind and rain besieging the city, Yin Biyue looked up at the sky.

The thick clouds in the sky kept churning, as if the night had come ahead of time, driving away the dusk.

Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, and the city is about to be destroyed.

The strong wind blows the icy rain on his face, but he doesn't seem to notice it, because his heart is even colder.

Is this the inviolable will of God?

It was clearly only a moment, but countless pictures flashed by.

In the past, the life of a villain who had been unable to fulfill his wish for many years, the misty Cangya Mountain, the school and the teachers in the mansion full of locust trees, the floating sea with blue sea and clear waves, Yecheng where the golden lantern replaced the moon...

On the roof, the bright moon falls in the autumn lake, and the night wind is slightly cold, mixed with the smell of wine.

At that time, he said that he wanted to live a good life.

Is this rain going to kill me?

But I didn't come to this world to obey God's will.

Under the edge of the sword, Yin Biyue looked at the sky and smiled softly.

The Yihu Sword trembled slightly, and seemed to laugh out loud.

The sword cuts straight!

This sword does not cut Zhong Shan or wind and rain!

Cut straight to the sky!

Slash towards the overwhelming black cloud!

"boom--"

The faces of the people in the stands changed.

The disciples in the audience were caught off guard and hurriedly closed their eyes, but the light was too bright, as if it was about to pass through the eyelids and shine directly into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ten thousand zhangs of light gathered on this sword!

It's like pulling a round of the sun back to the world abruptly!

At the foot of Chongming Mountain, it was as bright as day!

It wasn't raining in Yecheng, only sporadic drizzle came from the foot of Chongming Mountain with the wind.The people in the city felt a bolt of lightning struck down in the sky, but the light lingered for a long time, and it became brighter and brighter.

They pushed open the window, came to the yard, held umbrellas and gathered on the long street, looking in the direction of Chongming Mountain in disbelief.

The light became more dazzling, and people on the street began to flee in all directions. Some ran towards their homes, and some towards the entrance of the dungeon. The woman covered the eyes of the crying child in her arms, and ran into the shops on the side of the street.

Black armor guards run in the streets and alleys,

"Don't panic! The flower folding competition will proceed normally! The formation in the city is intact! Don't panic!—"

The people in the city finally felt relieved when they saw the familiar Hei Jia.

The light still hasn't gone out.

Between the gaps in the black clouds, there is actually a golden light shining through!

Yin Biyue raised his sword and stood in the bright light, retreating three feet from the wind and rain!

Elder Baopu Zong recognized the sword, and screamed, "Blue Sky and White Sun Sword!—"

The next moment, something even more unbelievable happened.

The golden light behind the cloud became brighter and brighter, and even fell on the ring through the heavy rain.

Then the thick clouds quickly dispersed to the surroundings, and the shadow of the setting sun appeared in a blink of an eye.

The heavy rain stopped in an instant.

The great figures in the world looked in the direction of Yunyang City in Zhonglu in shock.

I can't figure out what happened to the saints today?

In the academy, Mr. Zhang brewed a new pot of tea.There was a faint trembling between the fingers.

On the terrace of the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Zhiqiu walked down.

Thousands of miles away, on the top of Baopu Zong's Hengduan Mountain, the old man with his sleeves swishing glanced in the direction of Zhonglu with a slightly cold look in his eyes.But nothing is done.

The wind and rain and the light are all gone.

The blood from the corner of Yin Biyue's mouth dripped onto the ring.

Zhong Shan half-kneeled on the ground, holding a sword in his hand.

The blood stained the water in front of him red.

Why break the wind and rain?

Only Guanger.

Only the sword of blue sky and white sun.

600 years ago, the Juggernaut used this sword to abolish the Supreme Elder Bao Puzong.

600 years later, Yin Biyue used this sword to break the siege of Zhongshan.

The sky seemed to be split by the light of a sword, with a clear distinction between Wei and Wei.

On one side is the magnificent red glow in the setting sun, like a raging flame, and on the other side is the rich azure blue after the rain, like dark ink.

Such a spectacle, but no one appreciates it.

There was a dead silence.

As Luo Mingchuan flew towards the ring, everyone came to their senses.

I don't know who exclaimed first, like cold water splashing into a frying pan, the foot of Chongming Mountain vibrated!

Countless people started to cheer. They didn't know what they were cheering for, but they were so excited that they couldn't express their emotions.Waves of shouts reverberated across the field, straight to the sky, dripping with joy, it turned out that after watching this battle, there was a faint sign of a breakthrough!

Disciples from Cangya Mountain and Qinglu Sword Sect rushed up to the stage; there were Buddhist cultivators in Xingshan Temple and Jiekong Temple who were proficient in medical science, and they also rushed to the stage to see their wounds; Duan Chongxuan fed the two of them good looks.

In the midst of the chaos, Yin Biyue saw only vague and overlapping shadows in his eyes.The voice in my ear was noisy, but I couldn't really hear it.

His sea of ​​consciousness was chaotic, and the severe pain like tearing ran over every inch of bone and meridians.His body had already reached its limit, but he still kept his eyes open, holding the sword tightly, and refused to relax at all.

Until you fall into a warm embrace.

Feel the familiar temperature and breath.

Finally, his legs went limp, and he passed out with peace of mind.

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The dark clouds are all gone, and the light is clear.

If it weren't for the puddles of water on the ground, it would be almost impossible to imagine that it had rained before half a cup of tea.

From Yecheng to the five continents of the world, many important people are still silent.

This fight was ups and downs, almost dramatic.

In the open, there are two young geniuses wielding swords, and in the dark, there are two sub-sages fighting.Wave your sleeves and throw a lamp, change the world.

Everyone thought it was impossible for Yin Biyue to win.

Unless he can have a magical weapon like 'Linyuan', which can compete with the wind and rain sword.

As a result, he really had a magic weapon.

After a long time, someone said, "Yihu sword, what is the origin?"

The elder of the Qinglu Sword Sect shook his head slowly, and whispered to himself, "Is that sword really 'Yihu'?"

Many people don't understand why Yasheng Yu Shi made the move. After all, his realm is too high, and even subtle movements may be noticed by the Dao of Heaven, so cause and effect must be taken into account.It's just a flower-folding party, and in the eyes of an indomitable saint, it should be an insignificant matter.

Some people speculated that it was because Yin Biyue's sword 'Rising Sun' was very true, and it was too similar to 'Blue Sky and White Sun'.

It reminded him of the past of humiliation on the edge of the Bahe River, the one-sided massacre, Baopu Zong killed five elders, and one was alive, but he was also disabled.

Even if someone guesses it, they will not announce it, because the grievances between saints are a major event in the sky, and they dare not talk about it.

But who knows, Yu Shi didn't want to see the "rising sun", but Yin Biyue resorted to the real "blue sky and white sun".

By mistake, he slapped the saint in the face in a subtle way.

This is an unbelievable thing that I dare not even think about.

The attitude of Mr. Zhang Yuan is also worth thinking about.

Many people thought that he was able to strike without hesitation, facing the strongest sub-sage in the world, he was indeed the best friend of the sword master.

No matter how many tides there are in the dark, the two protagonists are directly affected by this battle the most.

Before this battle, when people mentioned Yin Biyue's name, they would call him 'Yin Biyue, disciple of the Sword Master'.

But now, he finally has his own title - Yin Biyue, 'Leaning on the Lake Sword'.

This competition has been included in many classics and left to future generations for reference, it is called "half city wind and half city lake".

Although Zhong Shan broke a rib, his meridians were not injured, and there was no hidden danger that would affect his future practice.After being in a coma for seven days, the state did not decrease but increased, and directly entered the Hinayana state.

No matter how noisy the outside world is, it has nothing to do with Luo Mingchuan.

He is now guarding Yin Biyue's bedside, holding his wrist.Input the true essence continuously.His eyes were dark, like the abyss of the sea.

When Yin Biyue woke up and fell asleep, he always felt like a hot spring was flowing through his meridians, making his whole body warm.It was so comfortable, I couldn't get enough sleep.

Every time I open my eyes, I see Luo Mingchuan beside the bed, and sometimes Duan Chongxuan is also there.

When he spurned himself for being too lazy and wanted to get up, Luo Mingchuan smiled and said, "It's okay to take a rest for a while."

Seven days passed like this.